This is my first piece of fan fiction I have written and I'm a little bit nervous to be honest.
I am hoping you like, I have had this idea in my head for sometime so fingers crossed I got it on paper okay.
Let me know what you think Read and review I don't know how great my writing is but happy for improvement.
Happy reading, oh and I don't own any of the characters apart from my own Ocs.
Will try to update as often as I can.
Love wastelander543.
Serena stared at the tiled wall, steam rose to the ceiling as hot water cascaded down over her. She knew she should get out of the shower eventually or risk running out of hot water again.
She climbed out of the shower and wrapped a big fluffy white towel around herself and one for her hair. Wiping her hand on the mirror to rid it of condensation she stared at the blank face and sighed.
Why did I agree to do this for Torn? She thought to herself. She began to do her makeup, not too much not too little enough to look seductive yet not trashy. She then dried her ebony mid-length hair and styled it in a simple bun with a few loose curly strands. She slipped on the little black dress with shoe string straps that showed just enough on the top and maybe a little too much at the bottom, resting a couple of inches above her knees. She pulled on a simple pair of black underwear and did the silver belt up in the middle of her dress.
She put on the sparkling crystal earrings her mother left her before she passed six years ago and smiled, hoping they would draw away the attention of the tattoos on her ears.
Then slipped on her prized possession a silver chain with a small shard of light eco crystal and felt it's warmth on her skin, almost getting lost in the memory of the man who gifted it to her.
"This is as good as it gets Sasha, Torn better be bloody happy I'm stupid enough to agree to his silly little scheme." She spoke to her golden muse who was weaving around her feet letting out chirps, demanding to be fed. "Alright, alright, I'll feed you hang on!"
Serena walked out of the bathroom down the hall to the kitchen, the muse bouncing along the floor excited about their destination and almost tripping her over numerous times.
She went to the cupboard and brought out the tin of meat and busied herself opening it and putting it in the muse's bowl. "Oh for goodness sake Sasha get off the bench you know better than that," Serena cried trying to push the fluff ball off. The muse didn't care she was happy to try and get in the bowl before it was placed on the ground.
Setting the bowl on the ground Serena went to the fridge and poured the muse a bowl of yakow milk and sat on the bar stool at the kitchen bench.
A beeping begin somewhere on the kitchen bench, Serena realised it was her communicator.
"Oh where the bloody hell did I put that thing now? " She scrambled around on the bench finding it hidden under a stack of papers.
"Serena here, " she answered.
"Serena it's Torn, do you remember the plan?"
"Of course I remember the plan, I wouldn't dress up like this if I didn't. " She gestured to herself then thought why the hell did I just do that he can't see me! "Just checking, remember get close to Erol and stay close to him, we need you to gain his trust to try and get more info on this Dark eco warrior programme he is running"
"I have heard Errol and Praxis talking about it but I haven't managed to get anymore info than what you have at current."
"Serena your the commander of the Elite Guard, is it not your job to know what's going on inside the palace? "
"Well yes, I know about ninety percent of what's going on, but I don't even think Ashelin knows and she's the Baron's daughter." She responded a bit taken aback. "Well just make sure you wear the little black dress and the heels we talked about and get close to Errol."
Serena pondered this comment for a moment and then blurted out "Don't you think this is weird? "
"Why would I think this is weird? " Torn responded, she could almost see the look on his face, a stern scowl with extra added emphasis of crossed arms.
"Well, for one your my Commander outside of work when I'm doing odd jobs for the underground and," she paused for a moment and spoke in an awkward tone "your my ex Torn."
Serena could hear Torn sigh on the other end of the communicator. "Of course I realise this Serena we went our separate ways over a year ago I haven't seen you in six months and a part of me will always care and still love you." Serena could feal the heat begin in her face and the pressure build behind her eyes her throat closed slightly.
She would not cry! Besides it would take too long to redo her make up. "You will always have that special place in my heart, who else would be silly enough to do your nut job schemes?" She laughed holding back the tears. Although they broke up she would always remember him as her first love and remembering those words always brought back tears. Get a hold of your self Acheron! She just about slapped herself.
"If you feel like you are in trouble use your emergency beacon and I will arrive personally to help you, please be safe Serena." He said it with true meaning as if he truly still cared for her like he did over the years they were together. "Thanks Torn, I will keep that in mind, now I'm going to go and meet Ashelin at the bar, we have a dinner date and some courage cocktails to drink!"
"Be safe Serena." Torn said and he cut the line before she could respond, that was so typical of him.
Serena went to her room dragged out the silver strapped heels that she was sure were gathering dust and slotted them on. Her communicator rang again from the bed she just about tripped over in her heels and she reached for her communicator.
"Serena here." she answered a bit gruffly.
"Serena it's Ashelin, you still on for tonight?" She questioned with enthusiasm.
"Of course I am, I'm gonna walk to the bar though it's only a couple of blocks and it's a warm evening."
"Brilliant I'll see you at eight." She said excitedly and cut the line.
Serena had known Ashelin for six years since joining the guard at the age of fifteen and like most girls they became fast friends.
Serena grabbed her silver clutch bag and made sure her pistol, security pass, communicator, and emergency beacon were in there. She slung it over her shoulder grabbed her keys off the coffee table in the lounge and gave Sasha a quick scratch behind the ear.
" I'll be home late my little munchkin don't stay up."
The muse purred and curled up on the couch.
Serena stepped outside into midtown and made her way up the street to the bar known as the Cheeky Minx. Every Thursday night was guard night. It was bound to be busy and bound to be full of drunk Krimzon guards letting off steam. Serena knew that Errol frequently visited this bar during guards night after his patrols ended at nine.
Stepping up to the velvet rope lined entry way she was immediately stopped by the big balding bouncer.
"Hey little lady no tatts no entry." He said gruffly, "you know what night it is right? " He pointed to his face and was referring to the tattooed faces of the krimzon guard, however the elite guard only had tattooed ears and no tattooed face like that of the krimzon. This was to protect their identity outside of their work, with their helmets on they looked like any other guard.
"Of course I know what night it is," she squinted at his name badge "Greg!"
She dug round in her clutch frustrated and handed over her security pass to the oaf and crossed her arms impatiently.
"Oh I'm so sorry Commander Acheron, please go right ahead and put a couple of drinks on my tab please." He apologized profusely, stepped aside and let her in, she may have looked young and not like the Krimzon guard but Serena had worked hard to become the only female commander of the elite guard ever and at the young age of twenty one, it would still take some time to gather respect from her pairs.
Serena stepped into the dimly lit bar it was still early, so not quiet busy yet, smoke lingered in the air from the men and woman smoking.
There was a war going on so she didn't blame most of them for being adiccted to them, it was either cancer or death by metal head. It reminded her of Jinx, he was always puffing on a cigar even around live explosives, that man had a death wish. There was a low hum of chatter and a few outbursts of laughter, clinking of glass and the sound of music coming over the system with a dull beat. Tables scattered about filling up and booths lined the walls with low over hanging lights.
She walked to the bar and ordered a drink when two slender arms came up from behind her and grabbed her round the waist in a hug, pulling her back, a chin rested on her shoulder and a voice whispered into her ear. "Where have you been all my life sweetheart?" The words were spoken in a seductive whisper. "Oh for god sake Ashelin how many drinks have you had all ready? " "Only two and I was just testing you," she replied taking the seat next to Serena. The Red headed woman always kept a level head out on patrols and when working in the guard but always had a playful side especially when it came to her best friend.
"Well I've been told to put a couple of drinks on that front bouncer's tab, so next rounds on him."
Both woman laughed grabbed their drinks, ordered some food and headed to a table in the back corner of the bar where they could survey the room from a distance.
With a table out of the way the woman were able to converse more privately whilst the bar started to fill. They drank their drinks and ate their food whilst conversing about the good old times of being in the guard together. "So Ashelin how's Torn treating you? " Serena asked whilst holding in the jealousy monster. They had gotten together six months after they split she couldn't help but be a little bit grumpy. "He's been good, busy, but good, I'm sure that man never sleeps though," she sighed. "You know him though he lives for the underground. "
Both woman chuckled at this.
"So what random job has he given you, that would make you join me on guard night here dressed up like anyone would fall at your knees begging for some ? " Ashelin pondered interested in the other woman's response. "Well he's asked me to get closer to Commander Erol. " She whispered looking down at her knotted fingers that kept twitching nervously on the table. "What in the hell Serena! Everyone knows what Erol is like he's got a short temper and is known for his outbursts of rage, why the hell would Torn ask you to do such a stupid thing! " Ashelin said in shock. This made Serena lift her head and look Ashelin straight in the eye.
"Dark eco warrior project. "
Ashelin let the words sink in for a moment. "So let me get this straight he wants you to get closer to Errol so that you can find out more about this dark eco warrior project? "
"Correct," Serena replied with little confidence. "But how am I going to get the attention of the commander, I mean yes he kicks my arse when I haven't filled in the paperwork right and I see him every day but it has been like that for six years what I do?"
"I don't think you have too, he's coming this way darling. "
Ashelin pointed behind Serena and she turned in her seat to see that Erol had just walked in the door and was making a bee-line straight for them. He had his uniform of red and yellow, showing he was not only the Commander of the Krimzon gaurd but he was also the Commander of the elite and was her superior. He must have just come off patrol, his copper hair slightly messy from his helmet he sauntered over to the table. "Commander Acheron, I havent seen your face in here for some time and with the Baron's daughter no less." He smirked to himself.
"Commander Errol, I was just having a catch up with my dear friend Ashelin. This war keeps everyone busy so it's rare that we have the opportunity to catch up. " Serena retorted, but quickly changed her tone remembering Torn's words. "Commander Errol why don't you join us? " As she pointed to the empty seat next to Ashelin, who threw her a dirty look. "Now I don't want to impose ladies, I thought I'd say my quick hellos and leave you to it. "
"Of course Commander. " "Now now Serena, we are out of hours call me Erol." He placed his hand on her shoulder smiled at the view he got from looking down her front and it sent a tingle up her spine as she looked up into his big amber eyes. "Now as you were," he snapped in a commanding tone he'd use for his troops making the ladies jump and straighten their backs as he walked to the bar and ordered what looked to be a whiskey on the rocks and went to join his patrol group in the booth in the corner.
"God, he can be an arsehole, I feel for you Serena, not only do you have to work with him but have to get close to him. " Ashelin pipped up after Erol had taken his spot and was out of ear shot. Serena poked out her tounge at Ashelin and and swirled her drink in the glass before swallowing the last mouthful.
"I'm going to get us another round from the bar I'll be back."
Serena walked to the bar dodging the brawl that was currently happening in the middle of the floor, ignoring it as it was a common occurence amongst the men and ordered the drinks. All the while Erol sat in the corner of the room watching her every move, nursing his whiskey and half heartedly listening to the conversation going on around him. He noticed the shortness of her dress, her long legs in beautiful heels, the way her Earrings drew the attention away from her ears and to her beautiful face. He could not help but notice her he took a drag on the cigarette and from that moment on he decided she was his.
"You realise Erol has not taken his eye off you since he sat down over in the booth right? " Ashelin pointed out. "Well I suppose Torn will be happy, I'm getting on with the mission objective, " she replied with a cheeky smile and a tone of sarcasim." Plus I don't know if it's the five or so drinks we have both had but he's not bad looking," she winked at Ashelin.
"Well you have a point there, shit is that the time? " Ashelin looked at her communicator. "Eleven Torn's going to kill me I said I would have you out of the bar by ten."
"Wait Torn wants us out of a bar by ten what is he our farther? I can hear him now, if you, ladies dont get your asses home by ten. " Serena said in a mocking voice. Both woman looked at each other and burst out laughing. "You might be right though Ashelin, I think we should call it quits before neither of us can walk, and I have to walk home anyway."
"Sure you will be fine walking home?"
"Of course I will, I'm big enough and old enough to look after myself."
Both woman exited the bar and walked out into the open air. The cool breeze washed away the smell of smoke and seemed to sober them up quickly. Ashelin had a friend pick her up both woman said their goodbyes with hugs and promises to be better at staying in contact with each other. With a final wave from Serena, Ashelin's zoomer was off down the street in the fly zone towards the palace. Serena sighed and turned making her way towards home, as she turned her heel caught a lip on the path and she fell towards the road right into the oncoming path of a zoomer flying along in a no hover zone.
She screamed as a pair of large muscular arms grabbed her and pulled her out of the way of the zoomer and was pulled back against a hard chest. She paused for a moment to catch her breath, only to have it taken away again as she turned and the shock wa all over her face. She was stunned, one at almost being taken out by a drunk guy on a zoomer and two because the arms and chest belonged to none other than Commander Erol.
"Shit! I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened, my heel caught on the concrete, and, and..." She stammered. "Shhh Serena it's okay." He pulled her close and stroked her back whilst the shock settled in and she adjusted to the fact that she was indeed safe. " God this must be the alcohol making me cry, haha what will people think when they see me like this? "
"No one saw, look let me walk you home that was a close call and I can't let a woman walk home no matter how tough she thinks she is." Erol offered, tipping her chin up and giving her a smile. Serena wiped the tears away with her hand calming herself and responded. "Yes, thanks, I think that would be nice. "
They both started towards her house and walked in peaceful silence with one another.
Halfway down the road Serena kept sneaking quick glances at Erol to actually make sure this was actually happening. He was quietly walking beside her back to her house.
Won't Torn be pleased she mused. She broke the silence with him, "so how goes the racing? "
"Same as usual too easy, it grows boring when there is no real competition these days. "
" I'll be honest, I never miss a race, I love it. "
"I have a race next week maybe you could join me there and see the vehicles up close."
"I'd like that." Serena smiled, they walked up the stairs to her front door. "Well this is me, thanks for walking me home Erol I apologise I was a bit of a mess alcohol and near death experiences don't go hand in hand very well. " She laughed a nervous laugh unsure of what to do next and leaned against the navy blue door to her house.
Erol eyed her and stepped closer to her.
"Serena we have known each other in and out of the war room, I know you feel something here but it's not professional for us to start something"
"Wow way to shut a girl down, " she exclaimed. "was not what I was expecting, I thought this was the bit where the guy kissed the girl goodnight."
He chuckled and stared into her grey eyes, they held this stance for sometime, Serena held a hitched breath in her throat and let it go not even realising she was doing it, he was so close to her she could just about reach out and touch him by lifting her arm ever so slightly. He smelt of leather from his uniform with a smell that was his mixed with cigarettes and whiskey, and she hated to admit it but she was beginning to like it. He reached out and tucked a piece of hair that had escaped from her bun behind her ear. "Silver suits you," He paused for a moment starting first at her eyes and then at her lips, time seemed to stretch as he stared at her and a million thoughts flew threw Serena's head.
"Oh fuck, screw professionalism," he whispered.
He grabbed her behind the neck and pulled her towards him with a sense of urgency and his lips met hers.
She was shocked at first but soon become a custom to his demands. His other hand slid to her waist and pulled her close, her hands rested on his waist. He was demanding in his kiss but it was a feeling Serena hadn't felt since she broke with Torn, it was a kiss filled with passion and promised so much more. They broke apart, foreheads resting against each other. "Wow!" Serena laughed, " I wasn't expecting that."
" Spur of the moment, Acheron." he laughed. Serena's clutch started to beep she ignored the communicator and let it ring. "You should get that," he gave her a kiss on the forehead. " Remember Acheron, six am, war room. " He turned and left she watched him leave into the night.